#ay

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you just defended Christian's honor. Isn't he a pain in the ass? "Yes he is. But for the next 6 weeks he's MY pain in the ass. ↗

— Richelle Mead

#rose-hathaway #vampire-academy #christianity

Laine slowly rolled out of bed. The queen size was one of the few new things in the house. But now, even the new bed felt tainted. It was an inner-spring monument to lies, a petri dish of mendacity she had shared with her faithless husband, and shared now with creeping dreams that flew from the light but left harsh scratches and diseased black feathers. Laine promised herself that, as soon as, she could, she would rid herself of this house, this bed, her clothes, her jewelry - everything but the flesh she lived in. She would scrub herself clean and flee to start a new life whose first and only commandment would be: Never let thyself be lied to again. ↗

— Stephen M. Irwin

#betrayal #emotions #escaping #longing #loss

That to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destoryed ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#love

Then don't. I can't help you. They say that women dream of danger to those in their care and men of danger to themselves. But I don't dream at all. You say you can't? Then don't do it. That's all. Because I am done with my own whorish heart and I have been for a long time. You talk about taking a stand but there is no stand to take. My heart was ripped out of me the night he was born so don't ask for sorrow now. There is none. Maybe you'll be good at this. I doubt it, but who knows. The one thing I can tell you is that you won't survive for yourself. I know because I would have never have come this far. A person who had no one would be well advised to cobble together some passable ghost. Breathe it into being and coax it along with words of love. Offer it each phantom crumb and sheild it from harm with your body. As for me my only hope is for eternal nothingness and I hope it with all my heart. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#saying-goobye #wife #dreams

Today expect something good to happen to you no matter what occurred yesterday. Realize the past no longer holds you captive. It can only continue to hurt you if you hold on to it. Let the past go. A simply abundant world awaits. (January 11) ↗

— Sarah Breathnach

#expectations #letting-go #past #today #yesterday

That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become. ↗

— Scott Westerfeld

#comfort #hand-grenade #shay #specials #uglies

There are much worse games to play. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #play

Grammar is a piano I play by ear. ↗

— Joan Didion

#play

Tis the night—the night Of the grave's delight, And the warlocks are at their play; Ye think that without, The wild winds shout, But no, it is they—it is they! ↗

— Arthur Cleveland Coxe

#play

If no one in the entire world cared about you, did you really exist at all? ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#theresa-gray #world